Sunday, December 7, 2014

After Taste

Seems are not as they thing. You think
I am joking. I am, for now. I am, but I am not
Goddamned joking. I have never been
That funny, for one thing. I am
What I seem. I seem many things. You seem
To me an eloquent nothing, and nothing means,
Lest you find me unseemly, everything
To me. Break bread together. Honor knees
Conviction, vivisectionists' honors be, in
The groin. I am the etymology, the grinding
Abyss, little hollow, snout in the ground.

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